"My apologies. I'm Pelor, one of the gods from the new world; I understand that you received magic a few days ago, and I wanted to ask whether you had any questions about it."

"Uh, yeah, did a special episode on that as soon as I got home. Which was recently, summoner had a good command of Cantonese but a poor grasp of how to manage demons. So I haven't figured out much yet."

He nods. "Did you have any questions in particular?"

"Who picked which spells I have?"

"We can, but I doubt Boccob did; they can also be determined by your personality."

"Like what correspondence of personality to spells?"

"Ones that reflect how Boccob would be interesting to you. Often they're the ones that are most likely to be useful to you of the spells we can give to clerics."

"I mean, they're tremendously cool and I might shelve my existing series to do one on these - this episode was already written when I took that summons is all - why me?"

"I can't answer that very specifically, unfortunately. We favored anyone at all because we needed more of an anchor to get to this world, but we can't favor just anyone - only people with similar enough philosophies to our own have the potential for it. A calling to magic and research, in Boccob's case."

"I guess I have that. He didn't like... ask..."

He nods. "Unfortunately we weren't able to communicate with anyone here but Fharlanghn's cleric until we were in the world."

"Is he gonna, like, stop by for dinner at some point?"

"He doesn't leave his library very often. I can ask him, if you'd like, but I wouldn't expect him to take you up on it."

"Just seems weird. Does he have a mail label or anything?"

"You might do best to get in touch with his church - he doesn't speak to them very much, either, but they keep records and can tell you more about him. We don't communicate by conjuring - our conjuration is more limited than yours - but I can give you a magic mirror to speak to them through." He produces a pair of them and offers the demon one. "I'll bring the other side to them this afternoon."

"Oh, keen. Any other goodies you're handing out?"

"I wasn't planning on it. Is there anything you need in particular?"

"I'm not, like, a starving orphan, I'm a demon. I just like cool stuff."

"I'd imagine so, or Boccob wouldn't've favored you. The church will be able to tell you more about our magic, and how to buy enspelled items or learn to make your own. Fharlanghn's cleric Raafi will be visiting them in the next day or two and can make deliveries here."

"Buy them! That'll be fun."

"Did you have any more questions for me?"

"I guess I can ask those other people. Knock next time."

"I won't be back unless you call me," he nods, and heads out.

Pelor's next stop is a middle aged lady in a library with glasses and a vest embroidered with cats who is reading a picture book to some four year olds.

He sits quietly in the back of the room until she's done; it won't be long, or he wouldn't've come.